Yes,
I’m obsessed with my voice. After 27 years of trouble that I could not
understand, today was my first day on earth since this started knowing what is
wrong.
There is no more choosing which voice to
use. I use “my” voice; it’s been there all along but it is so hard to use. I
stammer a lot. I don’t stutter; I stammer… a lot at times. It may be hard on
people but that is the way it is.
In stores, you’d never know I stutter.
Things said are short, monosyllabic and easy to say; talking with friends is
hard but I can use my character voice. I know how to live. I know not to rasp
and I know what’s wrong (probably; subject to testing). It’s a new world and
tomorrow…. Baking!
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